Sunday Mornin' Coming Down - A post about my Dad each Sunday, named after a song that he loved.
An old picture of my dad (centre) with some work friends, Sears in Brantford. This must have been taken in the early 80's, probably before I was born. He always looked like this though - except for the hair. He maintained the youthful demeanor and smile, glowing skin, bright eyes, his beard stayed red well into my time in university, and his hair didn't really go grey. But his hair thinned. I don't remember it ever being as long or as thick as in this picture and for pretty much that reason alone (well, and the outfits, room decor, and how young his friends look) is how I can date this as a photo as being from at least 30 years ago.